Her sleep
In bed she laid, but not I
Blink-less I stared, not to fall
Taken into dreams with two eyes
Eyelids were closed and iris, hiding her.
I found me other ways for finding
The depth of our love and our liking
I sat, looking and looking till ending…
A poem in my mind; "Her sleep! "
Shivered forest of maples and cedars
Carried influence of a hole, macular.
With every inhale and each exhale…
Her breast kept secret, was silent
No sign of her thoughts, nor her mind.
Amused with twigs I sat, watched
Comforted, relaxed and angular
Happily, joyful I observed.
Twigs of eyelashes intertwined
Made great miracle of her eyes
Amused I was until, fell asleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem